Four billionaire heirs. Forty candidates. One live-streamed matchmaking competition-because obviously, love should be handled like a corporate merger. Johan, Arthit, Hill, and Tonfah never signed up for The Matchmaking Love Draft, but their meddling family insists: choose a partner or Grandpa picks one for you. Meanwhile, broke college students North, Easter, Typhoon, and Daotok accidentally save a very drunk, very rich auntie-only to wake up as unwilling contestants. Now, it's billionaires vs. chaos, with cutthroat rivals, ridiculous challenges, and an overenthusiastic grandma already knitting wedding sweaters in multiple sizes-just in case. Love? Maybe. Sanity? Long gone. And worst of all-they can't escape. _________________________________________________________________ So... here we go again. My second story. Apparently, my obsession with the Fourever You cast is so strong that even finishing an entire my very first story wasn't enough to satisfy it. Nope. My brain said, One more. Just one more. And here we are. All character names are lovingly borrowed from the Fourever You cast, but the chaos? 100% my own creation. Buckle up. Let's enjoy this second round of madness together!

North, Easter, Daotok, and Typhoon-heirs to the country's most powerful families-live lives scheduled down to the minute. From 6AM fencing lessons to 10PM skincare routines, every move is calculated. They have everything... except freedom. Groomed for perfection, praised for obedience, and emotionally constipated, when they were forced to get engaged.. they run away! Enter Johan, Hill, Arthit, and Tonfah-the countryside's golden boys-have just reopened their family's long-forgotten seaside resort after a few renovations, hoping to build something real with their own hands. They're sun-kissed, effortlessly charming, and emotionally fluent-walking, talking proof that you don't need money to be rich in life. What begins as awkward introductions and mismatched chores turns into a full-blown hurricane of cultural clashes, emotional meltdowns, and romantic disasters. With every stolen glance and accidental touch, the lines blur between obligation and desire, expectation and freedom. One group has money. The other has heart. But neither is ready for what love's about to do to them. Let the chaos begin.

North is just a regular engineering student navigating university life with his chaotic childhood friends - Ter, Dao, Phoon, Nao, and Ger. But everything changes when the university's richest and most influential alphas - Johan, Hill, Tonfah, and Arthit - suddenly take an interest in him and his friends. What starts as a simple curiosity quickly spirals into a whirlwind of friendship, heartbreak, and unexpected love. But beneath all the chaos, a mysterious connection between Johan and North begins to unravel, revealing a past that might change everything. Brace yourselves for a rollercoaster ride filled with laughter, tears, and a whole lot of drama! Disclaimer: This story is born out of my deep addiction to FOUREVER YOU, so you might notice the names and characters are the same - but with my own twist on their personalities and stories. This is my first time writing, so please be gentle with your feedback! I hope you enjoy the journey with me. 💙

Surviving The Matchmaking Love Draft was one thing. Living with the aftermath? A whole new level of chaos. North, Ter, Dao, and Phoon thought their struggles were over when Johan, Hill, Arthit, and Tonfah chose them-but no one warned them about the insanity of actually being the chosen ones. Now, they're drowning in designer clothes they don't know how to wear, luxury cars they're afraid to scratch, and a social calendar filled with events they can't pronounce. (What even is a Auction gala and why do they need seven different forks to eat a salad?!) Between dodging jealous socialites, surviving business meetings disguised as dates, and trying to resist the urge to flip off snobby billionaires, they begin to wonder-was being picked in the love draft really winning? Or did they just sign up for a lifetime of rich people madness? Meanwhile, heartbreak, unfinished business, and some very determined exes are lurking in the shadows, ready to stir up trouble. Because if the first rule of billionaire romance is never trust a corporate deal, the second rule is happily-ever-afters are never that simple. More money, more problems. More drama, more chaos. And somehow, still no idea how to use all those forks. Let the luxury struggles begin!

Phoon was just trying to survive nursing school-not fall headfirst into the world of Tonfah, the charming med student who's way too kind, way too handsome... and definitely hiding a few secrets. But love isn't always easy. Between jealous classmates, dramatic misunderstandings Phoon finds himself fighting not just for a relationship-but for a future. Luckily, he's not alone. With best friends who cause more chaos than calm-North, Ter, and Dao-and a rival-turned-lover squad of med students-Johan, Hill, Arthit, and Frank-their lives collide in one messily beautiful journey through nursing school, late-night shifts, and unexpected kisses. This is a story of friendship, fire, and finding light-even in the most unexpected places. ​

The continuation of That One Summer...

In the war-torn country of Verelia, an elite military team led by the unshakable North, sharp-minded Ter, warmhearted Phoon, stoic Dao, and their no-nonsense comrade Duenao (Nao) risk their lives daily on the frontlines - defending civilians, stabilizing villages, and building hope out of chaos. Enter the Seven Geniuses: Johan, Hill, Arthit, and Tonfah - brilliant young doctors from the prestigious Thanavong family - along with their equally gifted (and equally pampered) friends-slash-nurses Frank, James, and Tiger. For years, life was a game of skill and luxury for them - until one too many scandals pushed their influential grandfather to ship them off to Valeria as part of a medical outreach punishment... or "reality check," as he called it. Thrown into a battlefield where jokes don't save lives and fancy credentials mean little without compassion, the geniuses clash with the elite team immediately. Cue flying sarcasm, mismatched egos, and a lot of confused villagers. But amid blood, dust, and unexpected dance battles with local children, both teams slowly begin to change. The elites teach the geniuses how to serve with soul; the geniuses remind the elites what life beyond duty looks like. In the middle of war, a chaotic partnership forms - one forged in hardship, laughter, and a whole lot of growing up.

North, Ter, Dao and Phoon grew up as brothers in the same rundown orphanage, adopted by a legendary military general who raised them with love and a slight obsession with self-defense. Now in their twenties, they look sweet and innocent-but give them a weapon, throw them in a fight, or mess with anyone they're protecting, and you'll regret it. Trained in 13 martial arts, six languages, sniper-level shooting, and psychological warfare (because why not?), they're the ultimate bodyguard squad. They can disarm bombs, hack satellites, break bones with chopsticks... but they'll scream at a ghost and lose their minds over cake or puppies. Their overprotective father had always refused to let them be bodyguards-until one day, they accidentally wiped out a squad of the King's elite guards during training. Impressed (and terrified), the head of royal security assigns them to secretly protect the royal heirs, all while enrolling them in royal university. Johan, Hill, Arthit and Tonfah aren't just royal-they're walking Greek god statues. Johan is brooding, Arthit is a smirk machine, Hill has beauty that stops time, and Tonfah's so ethereal he might actually be a fallen angel... with a sass level that could kill. The problem? The royal heirs refuse to be protected. But North, Ter, Dao and Phoon? They're assigned. And this time, it's royal orders. Now they're enrolled in university-trying to blend in while secretly protecting the heirs. But it's chaos every step of the way, with sniper rifles in hoodies, royal heirs escaping at every turn, and ghost stories that send these tough guys running for cover. The mission's deadly-but they're also the funniest bodyguards ever.

Four cursed heirs - Johan, Hill, Arthit, and Tonfah - carry the weight of a centuries-old family curse no one dares to explain... mostly because no one actually understands it. Prophecies? Misinterpreted. Family scrolls? Burnt in a barbecue accident. Enter the chaos: four modern, ultra-fashionable divine healers - North, Dao, Ter, and Phoon - who may or may not be actual gods, but definitely won't lift a finger without snacks. Croissants? Instant diagnosis. Wagyu? Miraculous resurrection. Canned tuna? Hmm, maybe a curse lightly lifted. As ancient magic collides with divine-level drama, forgotten secrets, and a suspicious number of shirtless moments, the heirs and the healers must work together - if they don't kill each other first. Or worse... fall in love. The curse is real. The healing is questionable. And someone just kissed the wrong heir. Will they save the world... or set it on fire with a flaming wok? Find out - if Dao ever stops demanding bubble tea first.

North, Ter, Phoon, and Dao are four boys stitched together by shared pain-broken homes, emotional scars, and the quiet understanding that no one was coming to save them. Fresh out of high school and desperate for freedom, they run south, chasing distance from their pasts and a paycheck big enough to buy them a future. Their refuge? A luxurious golf-and-beach resort where survival comes in the form of tips, overtime, and biting sarcasm. Enter the Dragon Heirs. Johan, Hill, Arthit, and Tonfah-infamous, obscenely rich, and untouchable. The heirs to the country's most powerful empire are worshipped and feared in equal measure. Resort staff whisper about them like urban legends: rude, ruthless, and dangerously cruel. Everyone avoids them. Everyone-except four broke, traumatized boys who desperately need tuition money. Unlike the rest, North and his friends couldn't care less about family empires or terrifying reputations. To them, the Dragon Heirs aren't monsters-they're walking ATMs. Whether it's enduring verbal abuse as caddies, driving them around like unpaid therapists, serving drinks while being flirted with and insulted in the same breath, or simply standing there looking pretty enough to earn a tip, they take it all with a forced smile and a sharp tongue. Fear doesn't pay for college-but sarcasm might. When a runaway, problematic gang collides with four spoiled, power-drunk young masters, chaos is inevitable. Insults turn into banter. Power plays turn into lingering looks. Somewhere between arguments, accidental confessions, and very inappropriate tension, something dangerous starts to bloom. Is it just chaos? Or is it romance-loud, messy, ridiculous romance-threatening to ruin all of them in the best way possible?